No more water, no more politics...and a straight jacket might be next!

Although I don't have any "real" pictures to spice up this story, I thought I'd share it anyway. Most of my posts are about what happens around here in the daytime, but lately the nights have gotten rather exciting, too. My sleeps-like-a-rock husband has started sleepwalking. Over the last couple of months, he has awakened himself several times by pouring his glass of water on the floor, on himself, and even in the bed. Two nights ago, he woke me up twice by pawing at the blinds, insisting that he was pretty sure he saw something, once by stomping around the bed, and once by repeatedly pushing down on my stomach and muttering about the Republican National Convention. Each time, I told him he was asleep, he tried assuring me he was awake, and after I turned the light on and coaxed a bit, he came back to bed and commenced his sound sleep. New house rules: No bedside water unless it's in a sippy cup. No politics before bed. (No more large ice cream sundaes right before bed, just in case they're contributing.) If that doesn't work, we may have to resort to restraints. And in the meantime, if he should show up on your doorstep in the middle of the night, please call me!